Down In The Meadow

More than half the plot is a field, not utilised by our predecessors, used by the farmer for his ewes most in need of love after lambing. It did contain a giant waste wood pile which now, after sifting and sorting, has been reduced to a small bonfire 2015_06_14_24 Now the sheep have left, this field is growing up into an interesting meadow 2015_06_14_26 We think it has not had chemicals spread on it for twenty years and the range of species supports that.  If there are any meadow experts out there please let us know what are the key indicators for an old meadow. [see my comment at the top of the page] 2015_06_14_09 2015_06_14_10 2015_06_14_11 2015_06_14_12 2015_06_14_13 2015_06_14_14 2015_06_14_15 2015_06_14_16 2015_06_14_17 2015_06_14_182015_06_14_19 2015_06_14_20 2015_06_14_21 2015_06_14_22 2015_06_14_23 2015_06_14_28 We sat in the meadow this evening, as the bonfire smoked and flickered, and watched the farmer’s cattle released from their over-wintering. They were cantering around the hillside, led from the rear by Big Boy the bull (can you see him?) 2015_06_14_27 And now we have Cock Of The Day.  The Young’uns have been asserting their identity – we had the first attempt at a crow a few days ago.  Now today, our favourite – Fanny, who loves a good cuddle, – tried the same thing.  So welcome to Fanny, a (hopefully) beta-cockerel 2015_06_14_29 Elsewhere on the plot today 2015_06_14_01 2015_06_14_02 2015_06_14_03 2015_06_14_042015_06_14_06